Dodgeball

When I first moved to Atlanta the idea of stepping foot in Maryland ever again was blasphemous. I had spent the majority of my exceptionally awkward years in that state and the idea of returning to it usually sends me down a memory lane full of offensive teenage dialogue, local punk shows, and spending time…

It’s Ok To Get Trashy

I watched the guy put his beer can in the snow bank at Ouray Ice Park and walk away. “Are you serious!” I shouted after him, not even registering how upset I was. The man and the woman with him turned around and looked at me as I held up his beer can, my eyes…

It’s All Slopers From Here

Why do you climb? Why are you in school? What’s driving you to keep going?   The first question, “Why do you climb?” was asked by my boyfriend while I sat underneath a boulder problem, trying desperately not to cry or say terrible things about myself. I didn’t have an answer for him. I felt…

Homework VS Climbing

I recently did an interview with the lovely ladies of Flash Foxy and was asked how I find time to make sure I get outside. When I initially answered that question, I had just spent my spring semester traveling to some amazing places: Ouray in Colorado, Indian Creek in Utah, and Yosemite Valley in California—all…

The Importance of “No”

I see article after article telling people to embrace their fears, asking parents to allow their children to be brave and play outside, sharing stories of incredible women doing terrifying and awe-inspiring things. I’ve even written some. It’s pretty rad to be an outdoor lady right now. That said, very rarely do I see articles…

The Great American Roadtrip Part III

The rest of the trip to the coast were a blurred stream of long grey days filled with inactivity and frustration with few bright spots of comfort and ease. My main goal was just make it to the coast. Cautious of time we cut our time in Breckenridge, Colorado short due to a terrible case…

How Physical Challenge Provides Mental Break Throughs

 Post originally written for Fayettechill. I remember once babbling on to my dad about how incredibly buff professional rock climbers Alex Puccio and Lisa Rands were and how I wanted to be strong like them. My dad looked at me, “you are buff!” He proceeded to tell me all the other changes he had noticed as…

Life is Like a Bed Covered in Bugs

“Fear urged him to go back, but growth drove him on.” – Jack London, White Fang When I was a child, before my parent’s got divorced and I still lived in Atlanta, I had a dream in which my entire bed was covered with bugs. I’m talking centipedes, worms, beetles, all kinds of creepy crawlies…

The American Road Trip Part II

               The drive through Kansas is infamously boring. While well aware of its reputation and prepared for endless hours of driving through monotonous landscapes, I was secretly hopeful for this part of the trip. I thought perhaps I would find a sort of unexpected beauty in the plains. But like most expectations in travel, things…

Driving and- uh, What’s that Smell?

I love road trips, either by myself listening to Harry Potter on Audible or with whatever friends I can convince to join me. My favorite ones are when I get to spend more than just one night in a tent and relax for more than just a few days. Spring break is that time of…